Name: NovusNickname: He thinks it might be 'oh god, run!'
Age: ---
Birthday: ---
Sign: ----
Gemstone: ---
Blood Type: Dust
Fav. Food: Starseeds
Hated Food: Carrots
School: ---
Hobbies:
Eating -
Thought he does not need to for sustenance, as he exists primarily on energy and starseeds, Novus really enjoys eating. He is fascinated by things that have flavors, and does not really care about what those flavors might be. From human flesh, which is among his favorite and the easiest to obtain when he is allowed to hunt, to a pile of garbage someone was too lazy to get all the way to a trash can, Novus will eat anything just to experience the strange sensations being able to taste things provides. He has no real concept of what is 'good' or 'bad', though he will not eat something again if it makes him sick or hurts him in the process of its consumption, like it's too hot.
Roaring -
Not the brightest crayon in the tool shed, another simple pleasure that occupies Novus' free time is roaring. Especially fun in places where he can hear his own voice roaring back at him, Novus likes to practice his roar like some people practice singing. It is no where near as melodious as even a bad singer, of course, but the sounds please him and, as far as he is aware, he is the only one that makes them just like that. So the only way he could hear them is to have them echoing back at him, which only adds to the pleasure of the whole thing. In a way, it makes him feel less lonely. Plus, no one will throw a shoe at a giant dinosaur monster if it's roaring too late at night.
Fighting -
Being able to get his blood pumping is a fun activity for Novus, and one of the things he does the most. He picks fights with other youma, or with the White Moon. Anyone that angers or hurts him, though, is liable to get a good few claw swings out of him, even if they're on Chaos' side. He can be quick to violence, but to him it is not a negative thing: it's really all he knows how to do, and he is pretty sure, as far as his limited brain capacity allows him to understand it, it makes him happy. So why not just let loose and enjoy the adrenaline a good fight can provide?
Virtues:
Scary Face -
Since his one job is to be a big bad monster for the Negaverse, he is actually really good at it. He loves hunting and attacking all things White Moon, and will not hold back, which makes him the perfect pet for a Negaverse soldier. He loves praise, of course, so that is a strong motivator for his determination to be the best youma to ever youma, but he also lives a very simple life due to his limited thought capacity. Fight white moon good. Eat startseeds good. Get hurt or yelled at bad. He figures he might as well be really good at the one thing he was created to do.
Bide -
Novus has nothing better to do in his day than his job, and because of this he has profound amounts of patience. He will stay in one place for days if he has to, in the hopes of getting a clean, clear shot at his chosen prey. He stalks and hunts through the shadows, and is never in a rush when he sees he could be outnumbered or overpowered. As a hunter, he knows to strike when the opportunity is its best.He will use the environment around him to aid him and has no problem using weaker beings as traps or incentives to lure the stronger ones to him. And he knows how to open doors, to boot.
Flaws:
Thick Headed -
If there is one thing Novus is not, it is smart. Some say, because he is a dinosaur type youma, he has a brain the size of a walnut. It is not yet proven one way or the other, but clues heavily indicate that there is not a lot going on in that brain, regardless of size. While he is an apex predator, able to hunt and survive with the best of them, he is not the best at... well... anything else. His entire skill base stems from survival instincts, and he is most definitely more animal than whatever he used to be before being consumed by Chaos.
Lonely -
Privately, Novus misses whatever it was he used to be. He can't remember, but there's an emptiness inside him that aches when he spends too much time alone. It can't be blamed on being lost in thought, exactly, but there is a stirring in his very bones that urges him to find... someone. Anyone. Anything to just not be alone. It fuels his desire for praise, and his need to be the best youma, the best pet, the best hunter. He hates being alone, and even when he is not needed to fight, not hunting or anything else, he will sometimes risk going into the city to just be near to the bustling people.
Abilities:
Tail Whip -
Novus is a big, bulky dinosaur of a beast, but he has a very deft tail. He is particularly good with this appendage, to the point where he favors it over his claws sometimes. Attacking with a powerful tail whip can catch his prey off guard, and do enough stunning damage to render them incapacitated or momentarily vulnerable. Long enough for him to leap. He likes to make sure the Negaverse sees him using his tail, particularly proud of it and, again, looking for that praise.
Poison Claw -
Novus' claws have a kind of poison in them that can cause sudden, but temporary numbing of the area he swipes. If he connects, that area will go numb and remain that way until the poison, topical as it is, breaks down (blood will do this) or is washed away. In this way, glancing blows can be more dangerous, giving heavier doses of the poison without blood to break it down. As long as the venom itself remains on the skin, the numbing sensation lingers, but once it is washed away full function will be restored.
